Tuesday, November 25, 2008
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Monday, November 17, 2008
Damn, the economy is really shot to hell.
With all problems that the US is facing now because of this economy crisis, and because millions of jobs are being cut at lightening speeds, it was only a matter of time before unemployment funds would begin to run out as well.
Last month, unemployment offices in Michigan, a state which already had a high level of unemployment, has begun to borrow money. According to a report by the CNN, other states (such as California, New York, Indiana, etc.) face insolvency by year 2009, which is right around the corner. Not good.
Think about it. What would you do if you got laid off from your job? But you couldn't receive unemployment? Like most, I'm having an extremely tough time saving anything from my paycheck, so what happens next?
Friday, November 14, 2008
Is it just me or does O'Reilly really just seem like a wife beater? I really try to give him the benefit of the doubt but he's just an aggressive white man who throws temper tantrums when he's wrong, and when I look at his eyes, there's just something....not quite right...almost, well, evil.
He was a little bit more subdued on the Daily Show last night while promoting his new book. But he still tries to bully Jon Stewart in a subtle, condescending, take over your show as if it were mine, kind of way. As he's done with David Letterman and the ladies on the View.
With an ego like that it's no wonder FOX just offered him millions more to be the host of the O'Reilly Factor for four more years. Unfortunatly though, this is what the other side of the country is hearing. And it's really sad too because most of these rednecks, only know black and white; war and peace; good and bad. They don't question anything or see any gray area. And that's the type of people who O'Reilly and others (Sean Hannity, Rush Limbaugh, Michael Savage, etc.) prey on and go after.
Catch The Daily Show.
Thursday, November 13, 2008
According to the Washington Post, there have been murmurings of Hillary Clinton in the running for the Secretary of State spot. Great idea. Although people might not think that the Clinton's name should be anywhere near the White House, I happen to think that this is a wise and strategic decision on Obama's part.
I'm really starting to get adjusted to this newfound writing schedule. I've been writing since 2nd grade. But I just have never really thought to share it. I used to think that people who blogged were kind of selfish, and almost a little self indulgent. Just a way of shining light on themselves, similar to AIM, twitter, Facebook, Myspace, etc...all of which you can tell everyone what you're doing at any given time (which I'm completely guilty of! lol)
But I realized that by reading more and more blogs of different variety, I started to like or dislike the writers. It becomes personal.That in itself intrigues me.
People follow you, they follow your perspective as if they know you, and soon it becomes a common name in household or roundtable discussions.
But I know now that blogging is a GREAT form of self reflection. A good time to sit back and reflect on the array of ideas that arouse our intellect. It's truly a sign of the times.
However, I'm still in an entry-level position.
So let me officially welcome you to the Common Sensus, my collection of individualisms. My time to be me.
- Lady D
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
That theme echoed this weekend in DC when Essence magazine held a conference for young women. Some in school, and some recent graduates. A few workshops, some motivational speaking, and a some great financial and life tips for the future. Afterwards, me and some friends of mine got together and had a conference of our own.
Otherwise known as the get together, live, laugh, love, sip, eat, cry, and scream about our lives conference.I saw my sisters from other misters who I havent seen in a long time and something always strikes me about these women when I'm around them.
They are SO AMAZING.
I must admit my sistagurl energy isn't always as high when I'm in NY. I'm not alone, but there's just something missing. I learn new things, butI can't trade passing fancies or cute cliches. I don't always have people to cry too or people who can understand where I'm coming from. And what I miss most? The conversation. The real, gritty, funny, true stories that only a sistagurl conference can provide. I always come away feeling like I can take on the world, like all I need in this world of sin are me and my girlfriends!!! Ha.
I advise anyone who doesn't have a sistagurl relationship to get one quick fast. Its absolutely necessary to keep real people in your circle, ones who will lift u up, tell you when ur shit stinks, and jump in swinging when some shit goes down.
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
I really can not believe this. I mean when I saw it on CNN last night, I thought I was being punked. At 11:00pm on the dot....Barack Obama, the son of an AFRICAN man, was elected President of the United States. Barack Obama, a man who's background is mixed in so many different cultures, rode this path to the white house and hit victory. Barack Obama, a 47 year old black man, married to a gorgeous, educated, eloquent, black woman with no remorse and all the love in the world for her. This is the man who America (and numerous outher parts of the world) chose to represent us.
Change has come.
I listened to that song. Along with Nas, Black President, and Young Jeezy's, My President is Black, but when I heard Otis Redding crooning out Change Gon Come! I broke down. I BROKE... DOWN... It hit me. How many people have died for this moment, how many black people were hung in trees, how many men, women, and children were sold into slavery, beaten, tormented, raped, and lost all their hope for this. very. moment.
I watched Roland Martin, CNN analyst, try to hold his face together while analyzing the polls, and Oprah in the crowds of hte Chicago stadium looking on as if she has seen a new beginning...but when I saw a quivering Jesse Jackson wading in what seemed like a river of his tears, i knew it meant something. Not that I chose Jesse Jackson as the sole model of black people. Certainly he is not. But there was something in his face, something that said we finally had made real progress, and that we had done it as a nation who was willing to put the hatred of racism and the injustice of greed and pride behind us.
White people said we couldn't do it. There are still pockets of hte country who are probably kicking themselves in disbelief. Just watch those bastards on FOX news; watch those rednecks in states like Kentucky, and West Virginia who said they didn't believe.
As I write this I am holding back tears. Tears of a generational divide, not yet closed, but slowly progressing. And tears of a true humbling force of nature named Barack Obama who has stepped up and conquered elitism, prejudice, and the system.
I can tell my kids they can be anything. I can look myself in the mirror and say I can be anything.
I am so proud. I am so proud. I AM SO PROUD.